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"I saw the drawing of the sample room today, and the floor is covered with carpets. Why do you have wooden floors in your house?"

"It won't hide so many dirty things, dog hair, bacteria, sugar residue..."

"Then you chose the leather sofa because it's easy to take care of because it's not dirty?"

"Ah."

"The part-time worker you hired should be very happy... What's the matter?"

"I haven't seen her, so I don't know what she thinks."

Chang Mingluo has mild cleanliness and obsessive-compulsive disorder, as well as lazy cancer, so the used things will be put back to the original place, and the things in the room will be neatly arranged, and the owner will not look messy after living for a few days. Qiang hardly saw him looking for things.I don't have much enthusiasm for outdoor activities other than going to the company. Sometimes I take work home to do it. Now I live in this house in the suburbs.After class, Feng Zhen took two buses to come here to help him arrange his daily activities. In fact, there should be no workload. He can still write papers here after the work. Chang Mingluo promised him that he could go into the study to look through those out-of-print documents as long as he Then put things back in place.Everything seemed fine, except for Chang Mingluo's intermittent convulsions.

On the second day after confirming to take over the assistant job, Feng Zhen took the key from Jin Qin, opened the door and entered the room and found Chang Mingluo standing in the middle of the living room.

He raised his eyebrows and asked, "What are you doing?"

"I want to go out, I don't want people to see, do you want to come with me?"

Chang Mingluo was wearing women's clothing, with trousers on his lower body. His hair was a little long and just reached his shoulders, but it looked smooth after treatment. He put on makeup and asked, "Does it look good?"

"It looks good." Feng Zhen looked him up and down, and answered seriously and honestly, "But your frame is too big, so it's not suitable."

"Just look good."

Chang Mingluo ignored his last sentence, put on a pair of sunglasses that covered half of his face, and dragged Feng Zhen into the car.When getting off the car, Chang Mingluo bought a handful of light sticks from the side of the road, stuffed half of them into Feng Zhen's hands.It wasn't until being pulled closer to the venue that Feng Zhen realized that it was a concert.

Chang Mingluo followed the fans waving light sticks, Feng Zhen grasped the wrist of his other hand to make sure that the two of them would not be separated in the crowd.The screams in the ears were accompanied by the buzzing of the heavy metal music, but Feng Zhen could still know that Chang Mingluo didn't shout any slogans, didn't have anyone's name or title, just shouted tirelessly with the flow of people, This is a bit strange.

"Whose concert?" The concert lasted for a long time, and Feng Zhen's clothes were already soaked and wrinkled when he went out.Sitting on the co-pilot of the car, he watched the audience come out of the concert and sighed, lamenting their enthusiasm.

Chang Mingluo took off his makeup, stepped on the accelerator, and the violent mood swings on his face had disappeared, "I bought it casually, I didn't pay attention."

"Huh?" But your performance just now, isn't it a fan?

Chang Mingluo seemed to know what he was thinking, and explained casually, "I'm just here to decompress."

He is not lying, his own mood swings are not obvious, and his feelings are thin, so he uses other people's emotional mobilization to let his own emotions evaporate.But choosing a place like a concert is really rich and willful...

"Then what if someone sees it?" Feng Zhen asked after digesting what happened just now, straightening the wrinkles on his clothes.

"Brother Jin and the others will have a headache, and then they will announce that I'm a fan." Chang Mingluo turned the steering wheel, answering with a lack of interest.

Feng Zhen thought of something for a moment, but he was not sure, "...Have you been caught by reporters before?"

"Yeah." Chang Mingluo pursed his lips unhappily, "Otherwise I wouldn't have to pretend to be like this again."